Personal Narrative: A Quickest Emergency Room

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I remember it like it was yesterday. The sound of my arm snapping as I fell down to the ground. People laughing. My arm being curved. I remember the sounds and sights of the day I broke my arm. “Zoe, the floor has already been swept once today. We don’t need it again,” Mrs. Dibbens hollered, as she walked closer. I slowly got up grasping my wrist, trying to make it seem as nothing happened. Looking down at my arm, I could clearly see it was crooked. After leaving school, I was headed straight to the emergency room. Quickest emergency room visit ever, and I’ve been to the emergency room more than one’s fair share. “I’m no radialogist, but I can tell that is broken,” the emergency room nurse said to me. “Great my arm’s broken,” I thought over